Dusty halted for a moment to let Micah catch up, before padding by her side. The scent of Teegan still hung damp in the air, so it was pretty easy to follow the canine. He still was a little unsure of why they were heading towards the city, but he decided to keep his mouth shut and go with the others. He threw several glances behind himself at the coydog and the pup, wondering if they were coming or not. When he realized that Flak had rejected Gavroche's wish, he shrugged, uncertain whether to feel relieved or a little disappointed. He had thought that this opportunity would give the chance for Micah and Gavroche to mend a small friendship together - perhaps - however, he guessed it wouldn't be the right time. Although that, he was a little thankful that the pup couldn't come - it would probably be a little quieter without Gavroche around. But no offensive, Dusty added silently, secretly not wanting to be so rude to the pup. Shaking his head, he focused his attention ahead of him, occasionally glancing at the white fae next to him. Finally, deciding to break the silence between them, Dusty asked, "Do you need any help?" He wasn't sure if the answer was obvious or not, but it was worth a shot.
Risto paused mid-way from rubbing his ear as he heard the faint growl of Blossom's stomach. Placing his paw down, he glanced at her. "Don't worry. I'm sure they'll be quick." The feline assured the kitten, unsure whether his words were true or not. Deciding not to say anything else, his ears swiveled towards the disappointed bark of Gavroche. Suddenly feeling a little sorry for the pup, Risto rose to his paws and padded over, forcing his ear not to twitch as he emerged towards them. "If you want, I could join Maire and Gavroche... so we can keep his tramp shut." The feline offered, glancing at Flak. "Then maybe we can compromise." He mouthed towards the brute, wishing for at least some peace with the pup. He shot a glance at Blossom. "I'm not so sure about bringing Blossom out, but if it's alright - then maybe?"
